It has never been hard for me to find a job. Granted, I've gotten fired from many a restaurant job, but it's never actually been hard for me to secure one...until now. This recession, I'm telling you is REAL! Every interview I've gone into for a serving job (and I've gone to many) I've had to brush past an array of bubbly girls with excessive makeup and boys dressed in suits and ties, hair slicked back, drooling like dogs, all just waiting to get that one position that they saw posted on Craigslist.
I can't count the number of times that a manager has browsed over my resume and said to me "So, you have no New York experience?" At that point, I know I don't have the job. EVERYONE wants someone with at least 2-3 years of New York experience, because apparently you don't know what you're doing unless you've worked in New York. But ah, there rests the great paradox. How do you get New York experience if no one is willing to give you a chance? Like, how do you build credit if no one will give you a credit card? Some restaurants are even so specific as to say "Manhattan experience required," as opposed to Brooklyn or Astoria (where everything is much more chill.) So I'm just hoping that someone will give me a chance, someone other than a restaurant owner named Buster who gave me a free meal and whiskey, (who am I to turn down a free meal?) only to tell me that he is, in fact, not hiring. (He answered the phone, I finished my duck and ran away.)
So here's to hoping that someone will see something in me, give me a chance and allow me to put some New York experience on my work resume. All I know is that I am that much more motivated now to audition audition audition, to actually find work as an actress and to escape the brutal world of the restaurant industry once and for all. At least in New York.
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